Message-ID: <23881asstr$956761825@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: "Steven Armstrong" X-Original-Message-ID: Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Sent-Mail: on Reply-To: steve.armstrong@england.com Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Language: en Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} RP: THE LINDA TALES (Part 2/3 of Chapter 4/6) Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 11:10:26 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, english Hello, fellow global literature lovers! Be warned: This story is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between humans. If this type of content offends you, or you are under the age of 18, do not read it. It is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find yukky, but the author makes no guarantees. You should be aware that the story might raise other matters that you find distasteful. Ecco: You read at your own risk. Disclaimer: All the standard rules apply. If you are offended by explicit descriptions of sex or the human body, if it is illegal to possess such materials at your location, if you are under-age by law in your location, or if somebody else thinks you might feel too.... - stop right now and remove this text from your computer. This is purely a work of fiction, with all characters and actions described by me coming straight out of my imagination. As a work of fiction, it does not condone or condemn any of the activities or actions described, nor does it relate to any type of real events in my life, or known to me in the lives of any of my friends or relatives. Unfortunately. You have been properly warned. I give permission for anyone to share or archive this story. The story have been written by the person posting them. If you liked the story, drop the author a line at the e-mail address below. ******************************************************** THE LINDA TALES (Part 2/3 of Chapter 4/6) EASTER BUNNIES (M/f/ff) Linda and Sarah and Penny... There was no way they could offer me transport that evening. They explained that they themselves had been given a ride to the cabin. (I knew that, of course; Eve Appleton had lent a steering hand to them.) And unfortunately, there seemed to be some malfunction with the phone. (I knew that for a lie; they just did not want to attract attention to them being 'run away'.) So with more than a trace of "But we hope you will act like a gentleman!" they said I could spend the night. In Linda's and my prior scheme, I had figured that this would disappoint 50% of them, because they had hoped to be alone and discover about girl-love that evening. Now, with Penny's sudden appearance, I guessed that the percentage had risen to two thirds. But they would naturally not kick a man out in the cold. They were very decent girls indeed! According to our plans, I would now ask permission for a shower to thaw out. Meanwhile Linda would take the girl(s) aside for a little revising of plans. If I knew my little wench correctly, she would have kept those girls on a slow boil of excitement while secretly awaiting my surprise arrival. They were probably a little wet and horny still. It would be easy for her to convince them, that if things were done properly, they could still have lots of fun. I wished to God that I could be in on that revision. Because sure thing those plans would ultimately be different from the ones I had helped to hatch! But I had to take the offered bath towel and stroll along, while the three of them sat down on the sofa. Very orderly side by side; my three Easter bunnies in their clinging cosy costumes. God, were they sexy! Linda, the one in the middle in white velvet combination with black streaming hair. At her right Sarah, in black outfit and blonde hair; at her left Penny in red attire and a curly nutty mane. I noticed Linda held them both with an arm around each of their waists. They each, in turn, had a hand on Linda's thighs. Rather high up. Their heads leaned together under drapes of differently shaded hair. An eager buzzy session of whisper filled the room before I was even gone. I enjoyed the warm streaming water thoroughly and slowly returned to life. I was taking my time, because I wanted Linda to have a chance to fill their pretty little heads with as many naughty preparations as possible. When thinking back I realised most of our plans for Sarah could actually be performed with two girls also. If they agreed of course. If they DARED... Knowing Linda, they were most likely very eager to get into the action. That little cat, springing a twin on me! She must have great belief in my powers indeed! Maybe more than I myself had. 'But a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do...' And maybe I could play a trick or two on Linda as well. When I got out, dressed up in a borrowed pant suit, they offered me some sandwiches and salad and beer, and left me to eat in peace while they played a game of cards by the dining table. I was sitting in front of the TV, watching CNN and relaxing for a while. Then they rose like on cue and came to stand before me like a voluptuous tiny delegation. Those velvety rabbity little cuties! They looked a bit self-conscious and un-comfy, though. Penny had her arms crossed and her head bowed, while her twin sister Sarah was sort of scraping her left foot in the carpet. Adoring! Of course Linda had to boost the morale of the group; she stretched her tall frame confidently, and thrust forward her breasts and pelvis. Two very large nipples pointed to me, and that outline down there must be the little girl. Hello! "Well Steve, hope you enjoyed your meal." Linda cleared her throat and spoke first. "Would you like to watch TV, or something else? Since we are stuck here together, maybe we could play some games? After all, it's Easter. Do you want to go along with that?" "Sure", I said. "If you young ladies care to invite me. I could go and rest in that guest room, though, be out of the way?" "No, its Easter holiday, you're welcome to be in", Penny said a little shyly but still quickly. "Of course!" Sarah chimed in. "Just relax and join the fun." "And what exactly do you have in mind?" It turned out that they had planned a contest. Since they where always competing at school anyway, they could first crown a winner to be the ultimate boss for the whole evening. Then that winner could decide what games to play, and there would be less squabble. "Aha, sounds reasonable", I said, but what about me then? Maybe I could be the judge? Sarah and Penny sneaked a look at Linda, then they all said OK; that was a perfect part for me. I decided to play a joker on Linda. "Alright. Since you ladies are all so dressed up and fancy, why don't we first elect the queen of the night. I suggest, we choose this years Miss Easter Bunny! Isn't that a lovely idea?" I could see this proposal baffled them all. They looked quite un-secure, even Linda for once. But still, I knew it would entice them, because they really where rivals, and what could be more appealing than be named the prettiest among them? And also, there was a naughty touch to a Miss-contest, and they were already anticipating sex in some way. Oh yes, they would do the thinking below the waist! It was little Penny that answered first. In fact she laughed. "Why it's a perfect idea! What about you sis? Do you DARE?" From then on, it was mainly a question of setting the rules. I could see Linda was a little vexed from having the leading role snatched away from her, but she would play along. That girl was way too horny to spoil this cake- eating party! I suggested that the girls would first display themselves together. I was sitting there in an armchair, feeling like prince, trying to hide my growing bulge, as I instructed those goodies to take one pose after another. And I could see that it was getting to them as well. They got red and sweaty and very eager to flaunt all their jewels. All three did wanted to win. They were so beautiful! Stand with crossed feet and arms behind the back and jut out your breasts and hips! They did so. Spread your legs wide and still pout - I could see the three fat pussies protrude and they were proberbly wet all through the velvet. Then, after the warm-up, I complained it was too difficult. "You girls are to beautiful. We simply have to get a little un-orthodox here, in order to ever get us a winner." There were no protests. I had them stand on all fours, from all angles, pouting their round asses, spreading their legs, breasts hanging down. I even had them all three to lie in a row on their backs - and by now I almost choked when ordering - with legs out-stretched, with their knees bent, with... Then I couldn't take it any more. And I think they felt so too; they were so flushed and suddenly they crashed into a heap, exploding with laughter. "What are you going to do Steve, wear us out this early of the night?" Linda gasped. Her meaning was quite transparent to us all. "Alright, thank you!" I croaked. "Will all contestants move into part two. The individual questioning will now commence. Starting with Miss Red. We will go to the bedroom, while Miss White and Miss Black can remain here. Why don4t you... interview each other?" Followed by envious looks from Sarah and Linda, we then stepped into the bedroom. "When I've won, you will address me as Princess Red", Penny told them sweetly and closed the door. A cushion or something smacked into it. We sat down on a big double-bed, side by side. She looked quite calm, but still red and excited, expectant. First I sighed, then I said (still playing the role) that there was still no way I could decide, unless we got even more un-orthodox. She put her hand on my arm, and left it there. "Of course Judge, just tell me what to do" she said calmly. "Well it's very unusual, but as judge I think I have to see you without cover, too." "OK. Where?" "Let's start with your bosom, Miss Red." Without further ado, I gently pulled down the zipper of her red combination, from her throat down to her stomach. Then I pushed the cloth to each side of her breasts. Oh sweet Jesus! The sight of these tits! They where they size of large grapefruits, with a perfect slightly pendular shape, and creamy white except for the freckles spreading from down her flushed face and throat, down her equally red-flushed chest, and onto these bulbs. The nipples were rather dark brown, to go with her hair that framed them. They were thimble-sized, and hard. "They... they look very nice", I rasped, "are they sensitive?" "Very much." She actually could get redder, and did. "And how can you know that? Has somebody touched them?" One nuance redder still: "Only myself". "So you do that, huh? How often?" "Every day I guess." "Naughty girl! Do you touch other places as well?" "Yes. I do put a hand between my legs, too. As well as I can." Giggled. And then she whispered, almost begging: "Aren't you gonna feel them, Judge?" I would indeed. Now was the time for another game. I leaned over and kissed her gently, and she resonded shyly but still very willing. "Penny, is it OK? Do you really want to? Because we can stop here and now." I just had to say this. "No, we can4t. And I4ve just been allowed to use the pill. When I turned 15." She said quietly, put one hand behind my head and pulled our mouths together. The other hand took mine and brought it to her breasts. As we kissed, I stroked them gently, caressing her soft skin, rolling the nipples lightly. She moaned softly into my mouth. I changed position. I opened her zip all the way down to the crotch, then I tenderly un-peeled her combination from her lovely body. She was indeed georgeous! Her little body was perfectly proportioned with those slender legs, horny breasts and a curly nut-brown bush like a mountain meadow. She lay back with slightly parted thighs, and her red labia were moist and swollen with a thick clitoris demanding attention. The inner lips were spread as a bowl, and a clear fluid slowly seeped forward. She looked at me with blossoming cheeks and half open mouth, with the eyes of a sick sheep, while I undressed as fast as I could. Then I lay beside her, skin to skin, close to that hot soft body. We hugged and kissed, all the more greedy. We both caressed each others chest, stomachs and the hands finally ending up on our genitalia. While she slowly pumped me, my fingers opened her up and stroked her gently on those petite inner labia. The little slick sounds mingled with her moans, and then I concentrated on her clit. It was quite big and the head stuck out from its shield, and I gently rolled it between my fingertips. My mouth simply had to taste her nipples now and I licked them thoroughly, then sucked. I rasped my tongue on them, over and over. Her response was a thrusting of her pelvis and she panted: "Steve? It4s so great. Please go on!" "You4re the great one," I grunted, "You do that so good, honey! Can I lick your little honey also?" I wanted this, but I needed to do it quickly before she had me exploding! She looked round-eyed at me, as I eased down between her legs, but she eagerly pulled up her knees. "Yes!" was all she said, and gulped for breath. I went down to eat her, sucking and slurping her noisily; the labia, the clit. I was busy. Oh, that taste of little girl yet woman. She got a little mad then, making these funny sounds: "Kkschh, Kkschh, Kkschh..." between clenched teeth. Her thigh opened to the max to give me access and they got into a trembling rhythm. I sucked myself fast to Penny4s clitoris and stretched up to grab her tits, rubbing the nipples with my thumbs. She shouted a short "I4m coming" and then there was a lot of wordless moaning and wailing. I let her spasming subdue a little and then I said hoarsely: "Gotta have you now baby!", kneeling before her with my dick ready. "Come into me", she just panted, and parted her sweet cunt for me. - End of Part 4 b - (To Be Continued...) Send comments to: steve.armstrong@england.com "The Linda Tales" is my first try at creating recreational erotic literature. Please give me feedback, be it good or bad, on e-mail. Give your first name and age, as an indicator how to better judge your comments. Welcome are also comments on language. (A rather eclectic use of terms and idiomas from different parts of the world.) Your efforts may help to improve the continuation of this series, if it comes along. Thanks, and hopefully, enjoy! 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